Chapter 2299 - 2297: Brutal (Sixth Update!)

Chapter 2299: Chapter 2297: Brutal (Sixth Update!)

"Young master, aren’t you worried they’ll join forces and attack us first?" Hong Yi asked anxiously.

"Given those people, it’s not that I look down on them—they really have that capability? Besides, both of us have already been trapped by them, and you only have the cultivation of Early Mahayana, while I am only at Peak of Divinity Transformation. In their eyes, we’re just ants they can easily crush. Do they need much preparation to deal with us?" Zhang Xiaohao retorted.

"The young master is right! Maybe in their eyes, even with the two of us combined, we aren’t a match for anyone among them! That’s why they disregard us like this," Hong Yi said seriously.

"Since they want a fight to the death, let them kill to their heart’s content! We’ll just sit quietly here and watch. When they’ve decided the victor, that’s when we’ll act," Zhang Xiaohao said with a smile.

"Hmm." Hong Yi nodded and responded.

Zhang Xiaohao’s reasoning made perfect sense. Since these people want to fight to the death, let them have a good fight. It won’t be too late to act once they’re exhausted from fighting.

At that moment, Zhang Xiaohao sat in a chair, sipping wine and enjoying delicious food. Hong Yi stood behind him, her two delicate hands gleaming a crystalline white under the sunlight as she massaged Zhang Xiaohao.

This group of True Spirits seemed to have already agreed, no matter how fiercely the battle was fought, no one moved against Zhang Xiaohao and Hong Yi.

Centering on the milky-white barrier, both sides savagely fought each other, various powerful Divine Skills being continuously unleashed, blasting towards the opponents.

Within a thousand feet radius, there were battle teams everywhere, each engaged in chaotic conflict without any semblance of order.

They could be fighting someone on one side in one moment and potentially fighting a different cultivator on the next.

Like sifting gold from sand, the weak are destined to be eliminated.

Violent waves of energy, diverse spiritual brilliance, colorful and radiant, bloomed in the air, creating waves of aftereffects, madly blasting towards the opponent.

Weaker cultivators, as time passed, were all slaughtered.

Even Nascent Souls couldn’t escape disaster; even Mahayana Realm cultivators who were unlucky suffered brutal slaying.

Their dying blood and others weren’t even allowed to drop into the black river below before Zhang Xiaohao utilized Space Law Divine Skills to collect them.

Eight hours later.

The original group of over a thousand cultivators had fought now to a remaining near three hundred, with the weakest among them being Early Mahayana cultivators.

As for cultivators below Mahayana Realm, they had all been suppressed.

Those remaining cultivators, having fought all this time, had brought out real fire, each powerful Divine Skill being unleashed, stirring up violent waves, blasting towards opponents.

Boom, boom, boom...

Furious energy waves centered on this group, crazily sweeping towards the surroundings.

"Die, Madam White Bone!" Suddenly, a dozen angry roars sounded.

A few Late Mahayana cultivators, and over a dozen Middle Mahayana cultivators, wielded a Magic Formula, releasing terrifying spiritual brilliance in the air, blasting upon Madam White Bone.

"No..."

Madam White Bone screamed in despair, and under the bombardment of these Magic Artifacts and Divine Skills, she was forcibly killed, her body turning into shattered pieces of flesh, falling below.

Even her Nascent Soul couldn’t escape disaster, all brutally slaughtered without a single chance.

Having resolved Madam White Bone, this group resumed slaughtering each other.

This battle lasted an entire day and night.

"Hahaha—! They’re all mine! You ants think you can battle me? You’re too weak!" a slim man laughed triumphantly at the sky.

Looking again at his body, covered in blood, wounds glaring all over, his original Late Mahayana cultivation had now fallen to Unification Peak.

Clearly, the previous chaotic fight was terrifyingly intense.

His laughter faded, the slim man smugly glanced at Zhang Xiaohao and Hong Yi within the white barrier.

He attempted to use Magic Artifacts to break open the white barrier, yet found he no longer had any Magic Artifacts left, all used up in the previous battle. He didn’t even have ordinary Magic Artifacts remaining.

However, he was neither disheartened nor displeased, his face glowing with excitement.

"You vile woman, at last you fall into my hands. You think you can fight me, but you’re sorely mistaken," the slim man boasted arrogantly.

With a cold eye on the white barrier before him, the next moment, his body flickered, swiftly charging forward.

His two fists flipped, raising waves of violent energy, fiercely pounding towards the milky-white barrier.

"Break it for me!" he roared furiously.

His two fists sent massive ripples, wave after wave, slamming on the milky-white barrier.

It wasn’t clear what material this white silk was made of, yet under his full-force pounding, it remained as stable as a mountain, not even shaking.

"Hmph! I don’t believe this!" the slim man muttered.

Then his hands swiftly struck his chest, spewing blood, which quickly formed a blue fist light, gathering on his fists. Immense momentum exploded from the blue fist light, bombarding the milky-white barrier before him.

Boom, boom, boom...

Under his terrifying Divine Skills, the milky-white barrier shook violently but didn’t shatter, still standing firm.

"Hmph! I want to see how long this turtle shell can protect you!" the slim man sneered.

Then his fists pressed sharply downwards, heaving out another large amount of blood, using it to perform Divine Skills, fiercely assaulting the milky-white barrier.

Four hours later.

The slim man’s cultivation declined further and further, continuously using his essence blood, and already heavily spent, had now dropped to Early-stage Integration.

"Break for me!" the slim man roared.

Exerting the strength of his life, spewing another mouthful of blood, it manifested into a huge blue fist light, crashing upon the milky-white barrier before him.

Crack!

Under his all-out strike, the milky-white barrier finally shattered, and the Magic Artifact, white silk, followed suit.

"Hahaha—! You’re mine now!" the slim man smugly declared, looking at Zhang Xiaohao and Hong Yi.

"Is that so?" Zhang Xiaohao’s playful voice sounded.